Early in the afternoon, we gave the tour to my sister, Linda, and her friend Gail. (Gail's actually -- um, let's see -- Linda's ex-cousin-in-law? LOL. She's the ex-wife of Linda's husband's cousin.)
To continue our trash woes, when Bud and I stopped back by the house later in the afternoon, an unfamiliar truck was by the bin, about to come up the drive. The two guys inside told Bud they were checking for scrap metal! (On private property! In broad daylight!)
Nothing seemed to be missing except stuff from the trash, like the lateral file Bud and the guys had to cut into pieces so they could get it down the stairs. And while I'm glad anything the Dumpster divers found probably will be recycled, we're thinking more and more seriously about the seemed-like-overkill gate that's been a joke between us.
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